Me

by Aimee   Dec 25, 2005


I wanted to be something,
that i couldn't be.
I didn't understand,
why i should just be me.
But nobody is perfect,
as i soon saw.
Even the richest,
are a little poor.
I developed a personality,
that was all mine.
My family and friends,
like it just fine,
So in the end,
in the hardest way.
I found being myself,
was the way to stay

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  • 18 years ago

    by Krisanta

    Im glad u came to that conculson and i hope it stays that way.

  • 18 years ago

    by PrincessCatalina

    Thats so true! great way of putting all of this into a poem! keep up the good work!